New rolly on me wrist

It's got me ambidextrous

Smoking on that cookie

It take away my anxious

You smell like some doo doo

Dirty give you boo boo

Yeah my bitch is sugar

But she don't give me no glucose

Window shopping everyday you know I really want those

She don't wanna fuck with you because you is a bozo

I get it for the low-low

I speed right in my two-door

Skatepark where I loiter

Pull up to the corner

I don't gotta trap no more so I don't keep a burner

Riding with my baby, I'll guarantee she'll top me

I'll guarantee she'll top me, I'm riding with my baby

Yeah, tell me how you really feel

Are you alright, yeah

I want that new [?]

That's on my right

I can't hold on to the steering wheel, so fuck my life

Tell me how you really feel, are you alright, yeah

Tell me how you really feel, are you alright, yeah

I want that new [?]

That's on my right

I can't hold on to the steering wheel, so fuck my life

Tell me how you really feel

Are you alright?

Tell me how you feel, how you feel

Tell me how you feel, how you feel

How you feel

Tell me how you feel, how you feel

Tell me how you feeling now

Tell me are you real now

I don't want to feel now

Baby how you feel now

Tell me would you ride for me?

Would you die today

I won't go outside today

Yeah that's fine today

She like, what them diamonds like?

Dirty my [?] they be shining bright

[?] die tonight

Tell me if you feel alright

Tell me if you feel alright

Tell me if you feel alright

Tell me if you feel alright

Tell me if you feel alright

Tell me if you feel alright

Yeah, tell me how you really feel

Are you alright, yeah

I want that new [?]

That's on my right

I can't hold on to the steering wheel, so fuck my life, yeah

Tell me how you really feel, are you alright, yeah

Tell me how you really feel, are you alright, yeah

I want that new [?]

That's on my right

I can't hold on to the steering wheel, so fuck my life

Tell me how you really feel

Are you alright?

New rolly on me wrist

It's got me ambidextrous

Smoking on that cookie

It take away my anxious

You smell like some doo doo

Dirty give you boo boo

Yeah my bitch is sugar

But she don't give me no glucose

Window shopping everyday you know I really want those

She don't wanna fuck with you because you is a bozo

I get it for the low-low

I speed right in my two-door

Skatepark where I loiter

Pull up to the corner